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Yichen walked in with a stern expression and stopped beside the bed. His brows were slightly furrowed as he looked displeasedly at the person hiding completely beneath the covers.

“Get up.”

“I’m so sleepy. I want to sleep.” Her voice came out a little hoarse.

“Drink your ginger tea first, then sleep.”

Huh? Ginger tea?

Xiaoqi poked her head out from under the covers, and Yichen handed her the bowl.

She reached out and took it, giving it a sniff. It seemed to have a sweet smell. But the moment she took a sip, she nearly spat it out.

“If you dare spit it out, I’ll throw you outside.”

“…”

Xiaoqi swallowed it with great difficulty.

“Drink it all.”

Xiaoqi despised herself. Facing this cold, unfeeling Lin Yichen, she did not dare resist him in the slightest.

So she pinched her nose and forced down the entire large bowl of ginger tea.

Once she finished, Yichen’s expression softened considerably. He reached out and touched her forehead. Only after confirming that her temperature was normal did his brows relax slightly.

“Now you can sleep.”

Xiaoqi, however, wore an anguished expression.

Yichen’s brows, which had just relaxed, drew together again.

“What is it? Do you feel unwell?”

Xiaoqi nodded repeatedly.

“Where does it hurt?”

Xiaoqi hurriedly said, “If I tell you, will you help me?”

Yichen gave a slight nod.

“Bring me a bucket?”

“A bucket?”

“I want to throw up.” She wanted to clutch a large bucket and vomit her guts out. Ginger tea was truly awful!

“…”

“Go to sleep!”

“Oh! Wait.” Xiaoqi suddenly thought of a very practical question. “Is this your apartment? Isn’t your home a villa?”

“I bought this place a long time ago, but it’s far from TC, so I rarely stay here.”

In truth, Yichen had bought the apartment with money he had earned from part-time investments while he was in college.

Back then, Ye Xiyang had said that their home did not need to be too large. As long as it was warm and cozy, that would be enough.

But later, she had left.

At present, however, Yichen only knew that he had purchased the apartment during his university years. He no longer remembered that he had bought it because of Xiyang.

The apartment was cold and indifferent in the dead of night, silent and still.

Xiaoqi felt only a heavy haze clouding her mind.

In a daze, she seemed to hear footsteps.

The hair beside her cheek was gently brushed aside. Then she felt someone half-embrace her into a sitting position on the bed, with what seemed to be a cushion placed behind her back.

Something was put into her mouth. It was bitter. Then she was fed some warm water, which Xiaoqi swallowed hazily.

The cushion behind her was pulled away, and she was lowered back down in that half-embrace. Something warm and heated seemed to be placed against her forehead…

Half-asleep and half-awake, Xiaoqi opened her eyes a sliver. The first thing she saw was the man leaning over her as he tucked in her blankets. Lying in the soft bedding, she narrowed her eyes in comfort.

Perhaps because she had a slight fever, her eyes shimmered with moisture. To Yichen, she looked nothing like a sick person. She looked downright seductive.

Yichen stared somewhat blankly at the girl, who closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

There was something almost magical about this person. The moment one saw her, one could not help wanting to draw closer.

When he had touched her in the car earlier that day, the clothes she wore had seemed dazzlingly beautiful. Even her smile had possessed immense destructive power.

Her smile was not merely powerful—it was especially bright and radiant.

Xiaoqi became restless in her sleep. With one turn, she ended up lying on top of the blankets.

Without realizing it, Yichen curved his lips faintly and turned her onto her back.

Before five seconds had passed, she rolled on top of the bedding again.

With remarkable patience, he turned her over once more and covered her properly.

Five seconds later…

Yichen lost patience.

After covering her again, he thought that if she continued sleeping so restlessly, he would not mind using another method to make her behave.

His dark eyes fixed on those bright red lips, and desire began to stir.

This time Xiaoqi was obedient and stayed still, though one of her hands had escaped from beneath the covers.

Perhaps the tip of her nose felt itchy. She rubbed it with her hand, then left it resting on top of the bedding.

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Yichen reached out with his long fingers and placed her hand back beneath the covers.

But when his fingers touched the delicate skin of her wrist, he could not help caressing it. Her skin was nearly translucent, and the faint blue veins beneath it were just visible.

Then he enclosed her small hand within his broad palm and rubbed it gently.

Two equally slender hands clasped together. The spaces between their fingers looked perfect and wonderfully matched. Without realizing it, the corners of his lips curved into a sensual, satisfied smile.

Her skin was truly delicate, and her fingers were beautiful as well.

Her nails were trimmed into smooth, rounded shapes, and all five fingers were tinged with a tender pink.

Yes, every part of her was just right.

And her hand matched his rather perfectly.

Xiaoqi felt an itch in her hand. Her eyelids fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing she saw was a refined jawline. Her gaze moved upward to a handsome face with slightly arched brows—and an utterly wicked smile.

Moonlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell upon him, setting off his chiseled, exquisite profile and making him look even more stunning.

Xiaoqi saw an intoxicating light flickering in his dark pupils.

It was as though the focus of her own eyes had been pulled farther and farther away.

Wow. This Lin Yichen was truly breathtaking—handsome as a god.

Every feature was perfect.

That face was temptation itself!

Especially those ink-black eyes.

On her planet, she had rarely seen eyes so captivating.

His dark eyes held a mesmerizing allure, along with cold pride and aristocratic refinement…

His entire being radiated an innate, domineering presence.

He was truly a prize specimen.

And then there were his broad, powerful chest muscles, his perfectly defined abs, his flawless physique…

Thus, a strange scene unfolded in the bedroom.

The handsome man sitting on the edge of the bed was admiring the girl’s pale, delicate hand.

The beautiful girl lying on the bed was admiring the man’s face and figure.

Boom!

A vast burst of fireworks blossomed beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, like a shower of starlight.

Once again, the clear sound of fireworks soaring into the sky rang out.

Whoosh—boom!

The sudden explosion jolted both of them out of their daze.

Xiaoqi’s eyes flew open. She slipped out of bed and hurried to the window to watch the fireworks.

Her small face was filled with excitement and astonishment.

“Lin Yichen, come and look! They’re so beautiful!”

Yichen walked calmly to her side.

He glanced at the fireworks, then turned his head toward the pale profile of the person beside him.

Just now, he had actually become lost in her…

Realizing what he had been doing, he was about to withdraw his gaze, but then—

His dark eyes involuntarily traveled from her upper body downward.

Those long, straight, slender white legs made something in his body tighten abruptly.

But then his gaze fell upon her small feet.

His brows furrowed.

Her pale, rounded feet were bare.

“Go put on your slippers.”

Xiaoqi’s every sense was immersed in the beautiful fireworks. Her gaze wandered over the dazzling lights bursting across the night sky. The fireworks glittered like countless diamonds, illuminating the dark, noisy city.

“Lin Yichen, look at that one!” Xiaoqi tugged excitedly at his arm and pointed toward the largest and brightest firework. “That one looks like golden sunlight. It’s so bright and huge!”

Yichen was still staring at her bare feet, his brows furrowed.

“Go put on your slippers,” he repeated.

But Xiaoqi still did not hear him.

The fireworks were beautiful, but fleeting. Five minutes later, the magnificent display came to an end.

Xiaoqi looked dissatisfied.

“Seriously, why are they already over? Couldn’t they set off a few more?”

“Put on your slippers!”

“Hm?”

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Xiaoqi turned her head and saw President Lin holding her slippers. He bent down and placed them beside her feet.

Good grief. Was this the standard equipment that came with being a capitalist?

But this was the terrifyingly cold, utterly hateful big-shot who disliked her!

He had brought her slippers!

If she were watching all of this on television, it would feel perfectly normal.

But this was not television.

And if she looked at the person before her as Lin Yichen, it might also seem perfectly normal.

But this was not the Lin Yichen she knew.

“Did the fireworks make you stupid? Put them on.”

“Oh!”

After putting on the slippers, Xiaoqi wiggled her toes uneasily inside them twice. Then she suddenly remembered something and looked at the clock on the wall.

It was almost midnight.

A little awkwardly, she asked Yichen, “Um… could I borrow your phone? I want to call my aunt.”

If she did not let her aunt know, the woman would surely worry all night.

Yichen nodded, took out his phone, unlocked it, and handed it to her.

What was going on? Why did he suddenly seem so easy to talk to?

Fortunately, Xiaoqi had a good memory and still remembered her aunt’s number.

She dialed it, then immediately hung up.

Her aunt must already be asleep at this hour.

It would be better to send her a message.

After sending it, she returned the phone to Yichen.

He took it and glanced at the screen.

Xiaoqi had forgotten to leave the messaging page. When he saw the words “I’m staying at a colleague’s house for the night,” displeasure appeared on his handsome face.

Xiaoqi sensed that the atmosphere beside her had subtly changed.

She raised her eyes and stole a glance at him.

He wore an expressionless face. Nothing seemed different.

The dignified President Lin was not one to reveal his emotions easily, and she could not read him at all.

It sounded as though something was striking the window. Xiaoqi turned her head and saw that it had begun to rain outside.

“No way. The night sky was perfectly clear just now. The weather really is unpredictable.” Just like the person beside her.

Sometimes pleasant, sometimes terrible.

Yichen glanced at the floor-to-ceiling window as though thinking about something. Then he said casually, “It gets cold in this room when it rains. I’ll take you to another room.”

With that, he walked out.

Although the apartment was tastefully decorated, everything inside was either black or white, and Xiaoqi did not like it at all.

But this was someone else’s home, not hers.

So whether she liked it or not had nothing to do with the apartment.

And yet…

With the reverence of a pilgrim, Xiaoqi cautiously stepped into what she assumed was his territory, turning her head in small, careful movements as she looked around.

When they reached the room, Yichen pushed open the door and turned on the light. A comfortable, elegant bedroom appeared before them.

A trace of surprise crossed Xiaoqi’s face, followed by delight.

She could not help saying, “It’s beautiful.”

She had thought every furnishing and piece of furniture in the apartment would be black or white.

But look at these vivid furnishings, and the layout of this bedroom.

It was a feast for the eyes.

Xiaoqi smiled brightly.

“Why is this bedroom so beautiful?”

Yichen himself could not explain it. This was, after all, the room where he slept.

He, too, found it rather baffling. Why were the other rooms and the living room decorated mainly in cool colors, while this room alone was different?

Still, he knew that he had amnesia, so it was normal that there were many things he could not understand.